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akimoroll · 23 days ago

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giving in to the love.

chapter 1. the less I know the better

nagumo yoichi (sakamoto days) x afab!reader—wc 1.7k—alternate universe—read on ao3—chapters 2 & 3 & 4

cw—mentions of abuse and death. alcoholism. smoking. fluff. angst. eventual smut. aged up characters with highschool flashbacks.

I was doin' fine without you

'Til I saw your face, now I can't erase

Givin' in to all his bullshit

Is this what you want? is this who you are?

As you step out of the taxi, you shut the door after expressing gratitude to the driver. You arrive in front of an izakaya located in the bustling streets of Tokyo. You fold your arms to keep yourself warm from the cold December night. It’s been a while since you dressed yourself in layers. Little clouds form as you breathe in and out, a stark contrast from what you call home where it’s warm all year round.

Contemplating whether to go inside or not, you pace back and forth at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing your palms together as you exhale on it. You weren’t planning to do anything eventful when you came back, let alone hang out with your old highschool buddies. However, just a week ago, you were cornered by Aoi when you happened to step inside their family owned store.

You remember seeing a man behind the counter, thinking he looked familiar but you brushed it off as quickly as it came into mind. After going around the aisles, craving for some good ol’ cup noodles, you proceeded for checkout. A woman called out your name, and to your surprise, it was Aoi.

Oh my god, is that really you? She squealed.

How could you not remember her voice that matched her personality and her cute beauty mark?

You turned to the guy earlier with wide eyes as your mouth fell open. It hit you like a truck— Taro?! You guys got married?!

Aoi was giggling while she told the story of how they got together. They both looked happy and she’s glowing as ever. It warmed your heart even more when they introduced their daughter Hana to you.

“Are you back for good?” Taro asked.

“No. Just here to settle stuff after… you know,” you trailed off, “…mom’s passing.”

Aoi’s gaze softened and held your hands, “We’re here if you need anything.”

You nodded, smiling with appreciation, “Thanks, I’m alright, there’s not much to be sad about anyway.” You were about to laugh but cleared your throat instead after realizing how out-of-pocket that comment was.

Thankfully, a customer approached the counter and inquired about something, breaking the awkwardness.

Honey, could you get that? Aoi asked Taro in the sweetest tone possible. As you watch the domesticity of it all, you start longing for something you haven’t even experienced. You would love to have something like that as well, but by the looks of things, it’s not happening anytime soon. One day.

Back in highschool, Aoi was the complete opposite of Taro. She was class president, the ‘mom’ of the friend group, the teacher’s pet, straight A’s and friends with everyone. Taro’s a smart kid too but he was on the quiet side and would often get in trouble just because he tagged along with you and other troublesome kids. Who would’ve known they’d end up together?

Aoi turned to you, her expression hinted of excitement, “Are you busy next week?”

“Not sure. What’s up?” You kept your voice neutral.

She went around the counter and walked up to you, “We do this thing yearly, like a reunion if you will,” you nod as she continued, “would you like to come? They’d be happy to see you again.”

You squinted, “They? The whole class?” feeling uneasy.

She nudged your hand, “No, no! Just our circle.” She clarified.

Oh, they still keep in touch.

Aoi saw your hesitation and quickly added, “No pressure, alright?” She waved her hand in front of you, “if you ever change your mind, you are so, so welcome to join.” She beams.

You agreed and exchanged info with her. “I’ll send you the details. Think about it!” She waved you off as you exited the store.

How could you say no to her? She has always been nice to you, always making sure everyone felt included. You don’t have plans for the next two weeks so might as well give it a chance, right? You’re leaving soon anyway with the possibility of never looking back, ever.

Plus, it would be a waste to go home after you made an effort to look nice tonight— you wore your favorite pair of shoes, your overpriced perfume you bought months ago that’s never been used, the coat you bought specifically for this trip, and makeup that you spent hours on. Not that you wanted to impress anyone. It’s been years since the last time they saw you and were a mess before you moved away, of course you wanted to look presentable this time.

It isn’t getting any warmer either so you finally walk up the stairs and step inside. The aroma of barbecue, seafood and beer welcomes you, inviting as it invades your senses. You were surrounded by traditional Japanese interiors and mismatched furniture. The place was packed and busy with the air a bit hazy. It was also lit in a way that is not too bright but dim enough to make it feel cozy and homey.

You look around as you scan for familiar faces. Aoi waves as she walks up to you, “You’re late!” Her cheeks flushed.

“Sorry. I was still deciding at the last minute.”

She chuckles with you, “I told them you were coming!” snaking her arm around yours.

Feeling self-conscious, “Do I still have time to backout?”

“Oh, stop it!” She pulls you into a booth with more or less ten people seated at a long table. They huddled around as food and drinks were already served.

Hyo was the first one to greet you, “Hey, troublemaker! Long time no see!” His voice vibrated through the room. They all look in your direction, causing you to stand awkwardly still.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” Your face contorted into a rictus of embarrassment from all the attention.

You make your way towards the far end of the table and sit beside Aoi who’s next to Taro. Seeing some familiar faces and two unfamiliar ones made you a bit uneasy. Taro noticed this and called for your attention.

“This is Osaragi and Shishiba, they transferred during senior year so you didn’t get to meet them.” You exchanged formalities after he introduced you to each other. Are they a couple? You thought but didn’t ask.

As the night progressed, you nodded along as you started catching up with them, pushing down your curiosity after being aware of a certain someone’s absence.

After answering a series of questions about your life—that felt like forever—Hyo went on to reminisce about highschool as the others added stories like piecing a puzzle of memories. There was even a point where Aoi got too passionate while talking about Ms. Satoda, one of the few teachers that genuinely cared about her students. But you all burst out laughing when Taro brought up that one time when he, you and Rion were punished by Ms. Satoda after getting caught smoking at the back of the school building.

“She made us run around the field ten times.” Taro said, eyes faraway, “Nagumo got in trouble too for tagging along.”

You smile at the memory. It was partly Nagumo’s fault too because he just couldn’t shut up about his Pocky being better than smoking cigarettes. Rion got so pissed, she started chasing him around and made quite a ruckus hence getting the four of you caught.

Osaragi chimes in, “Speaking of Nagumo, looks like he’s MIA again this year.”

You glance around, your fingers started fidgeting on the beer mug.

“I think he’s abroad at the moment, right, Honey?” Aoi asked Taro.

“Not sure, he’s gotten aloof through the years.” Taro replied.

“You used to be best buds, right? What does he do now anyway?” You asked, keeping a neutral tone.

Taro pauses his drink midair, “Photography.”

You nod slowly, humming while you nibble on barbecue. Hmm. He does like taking pictures.

Osaragi looks at you, “Were you close to him too?” The atmosphere between all of you starts to shift.

Right, she probably doesn’t know. “Yeah, a little,” you nod, smiling. You peer down on your drink— definitely not little, you thought.

In fact, you were very close to him.

Hyo doesn’t call you ‘troublemaker’ for nothing. You were truly a troubled kid back then, an alcoholic mom who hated it whenever you breathe in her direction, paired with an absent father for most of your childhood. He went abroad and remarried and would wire money for you monthly. But your mom would use that to get dead drunk on the couch after coming home from work. You had to parent yourself as you balance home life and school responsibilities while also just being a teenager. Self-isolation became your best friend not until you met Rion. You and her became instant besties, sharing almost the same sentiments and reckless behavior made you inseparable. She’s family to you.

Rion’s parents weren't the best either, she was mostly neglected growing up just like you. As good relatives do, Nagumo’s parents stepped up and took her in.

Every so often, you and Rion would sneak out and stroll the streets of Tokyo, fooling around along with her boyfriend Kei and his friends. But on days when she and Kei are fighting, she would just chill at home with you. Since Nagumo’s always home, it made you conveniently close to him too.

Before becoming friends with Nagumo, you saw him as this cocky, overly friendly bastard. He always had this stupid smile on his face. He’s captain of the basketball team, a top student, and so annoyingly good looking that girls practically throw themselves at him. Although that was all facts, he’s so much more than that. He was also kind, thoughtful and—

“I heard he got married earlier this year,” Shishiba said, his tone impassive. Your eyes shot up, breaking you away from thoughts.

“Who cares,” Hyo exclaimed, “he’s gonna rub it on our faces anyway when he comes back,” he chugs his beer mug clean, “might as well wait for him to tell us all about it.” He then orders another round of food and drinks.

They held onto the subject for far too long, you smiled along trying to hide the feeling of… disappointment.

I’m disappointed? Why?

Maybe in the back of your mind you had hoped to see him again and try to clear things up with him.

I guess that’s never gonna happen now, huh—

“Woah! Hyo’s hogging all the beer~” Yoichi Nagumo arrives at the scene.

[chapter 2 →]

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bacchuschucklefuck · 6 months ago

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soon it'll be dawn again

transcript under the cut ⏬

page 01

Fig: no way? - you're still up?

Riz: Wh– yes?

Riz: Why'd I not be.

page 02

Fig: I me~~ean - that took.

Fig: whole day.

Riz: Yeah?

Fig: 'm beat.

Riz: you should sleep.

page 03

Fig: nah. my guy's still up

Fig: I wanna hang out.

page 04

Riz: That's really nice.

Fig: Hah! - Nobody ever expects an Archdevil rockstar to be nice.

Riz: … yeah. - 's just budget work tho. (the stuff I'm working on) - I've heard it's boring.

page 05

Fig: yeah, but you do it…

Riz: It keeps things going, right? - Nothing happens if nobody sits down and - does the thing.

Fig: That's right… - though. Yeah.

page 06

Fig: sometimes it's someone else who - doesn't want the same thing to happen.

Riz: … - mm.

page 07

Riz (off screen): …It took me a long time to get that not everyone likes doing what I do. - 's probably because you guys are so nice– - or. - kind.

Riz (off screen): to anyone too, not just. - the people you /love/.

page 08

Riz: that's not how it is elsewhere. - The world's– not. hostile. - but 's not like it's kind.

Riz: So I'm doing as much as I can now…

page 09

Fig: Hey.

Riz: ?

Fig: Go dig some dirt with me.

page 10

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - oh you meant like - actual dirt. (not incriminating information)

Fig: o yea.

Fig: there's clay in the backyard soil. - sometimes when I'm sun deficient or something I go touch dirt for a bit.

page 11

Fig: here u go

page 12

Riz: uh

Fig: now we make a thing! - 'm pretty good at freehanding a bowl.

Fig: I'll show u

page 13

Fig: just– yep, flatten that out as evenly as u can, then–! - actually ur nails'd be so good at cutting out the strip. [larger than usual space] wait. - wait. wait u can carve patterns with them! we HAVE to try

Riz: uh - What. do I carve?

Fig: anything!!!

page 14

Fig: and– yep just seal the inside uh. seam?

Fig: yep that works - okay time's up! all contestant hands up

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - okay - wh. what's next?

Fig: haha - watch this.

(sound effect text): FWOO—MP

page 15

Riz: WH– DON'T JUST DO THAT???

Fig: Now it's fired!

Riz: THAT WAS NOT SAFE